I went up the swiss family Robinson treehouse for the first time when I was a little girl, before I'd ever seen a rainforest, when it was an unconnected dream of a treehouse deep in the forest, like all my other dreams of being lost and adventures.
Coming up to it now the first thing I saw was that it's a strangler fig, where my spirit animal the fruit bat would live, a spiritual imagining of my real life, a wood house with old fashioned wood furniture high in the trees of a tropical rainforest with plenty of hammocks for my friends and a piano in the corner.
It is a powerful thing to look into a wild fantasy lime that and recognize myself.
In other emotional Disney news I've been really aware of how many of the early films whisper you can fly, because all children know they can, before they wake up and forget how. In the dream time we know it.
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